Chapter 109： Hearty breakfast preparation

　　 Feng Ruoruo saw her father put on the chef's clothes, and the little girl was immediately unhappy, yelling that she would also want to: "Dad, and Ruoruo, you all changed into your clothes, Ruoruo wants one."

Hearing her daughter's protest, Feng Yifan glanced at her daughter, smiled and said, "Okay, also give Ruoruo a change."

But the back kitchen doesn’t have children’s clothes, so Feng Yifan could only find out the apron and the protective sleeves, folded the apron a lot, and then wrapped it around his daughter. The protective sleeves were almost directly worn on her daughter’s shoulders and turned into two sleeves. .

Finally, in order to satisfy her daughter's wish to be a chef, there was a large sheet of white paper folded a chef hat for her daughter.

After being dressed like this by his father, Feng Ruoruo's child really looks like a master in the back kitchen.

Of course, the only thing that misses the point is that this little master may wear a pair of furry rabbit-head slippers on his feet. After wearing an apron around his waist, the furry rabbit head is even more prominent.

These are some minor flaws that can be ignored.

Feng Ruoruo is now full of excitement on her small face, and can't wait to show off with her father.

Feng Yifan first took out the things prepared last night, put the chicken soup on the stove and simmered, and then took out the flour to prepare the noodles.

Seeing Dad dug out bowls of flour and poured them into a large metal basin, but the metal basin was placed on the cooking table, Feng Ruoruo said anxiously on the side: "Dad, you can't see it like this. "

Feng Yifan glanced at his daughter next to him, then ran to the front of the restaurant after thinking about it, brought a chair over, and then hugged his daughter onto the chair.

"Well, you can see if you stand here, but don't move, be careful to fall."

Feng Ruoruo stood on the chair, and finally was almost as tall as his father, and he was able to see everything on the cooking table at a glance, which was very interesting for the little girl.

Seeing his father adding water to the noodles, Feng Ruoruo immediately began to feel a little eager to try.

"Dad, daddy, let Ruoruo try too."

As for playing noodles, many children are actually hard to resist. Feng Yifan smiled and said, "Don't worry, wait until Dad puts the flour into a dough, and then I will give you a try."

Feng Ruoruo will be more anxious in the next time, because he can only watch his father work hard alone over there.

Seeing that father added another piece of dough to half of the flour, Feng Ruoruo asked strangely: "Dad, why did you add that dough to it?"

Feng Yifan explained to his daughter while kneading the noodles with his hands: "This is called noodles. It is used to propagate noodles. Adding it can make the dough very soft, and the steamed buns and buns will also be very soft. ."

The flour is mixed with water and then kneaded by Feng Yifan for a while, slowly turning from a flocculent shape into a dough, which must reach the bowl light and hand light.

took out the dough and put it on a chopping board sprinkled with dry flour. Feng Yifan started the next step of kneading, like rubbing clothes on the washing board, kneading it back and forth until it finally formed a smooth dough.

Feng Ruoruo standing on the chair, watching his father kneading the dough over and over again, really found it very interesting, and wanted to reach out and touch the dough several times.

Seeing her daughter's appearance, Feng Yifan was still kneading, pulling off a piece of dough and handing it to her daughter to play.

With a small dough in his hand, Feng Ruoruo bent down, and kept kneading the small dough in his hands, just like his father.

While the father and daughter were kneading the dough together, the door of Su Ji's back kitchen leading to the back alley was knocked.

Feng Yifan first kneaded the dough on his hands into a ball, and asked his daughter: "If you don't mess around, you must stand still carefully. Dad will go and see who it is."

Then, Feng Yifan turned around and walked to the back door and asked, "Who is it?"

The people outside quickly responded: "Master, it's me, Lin Ruifeng."

After Feng Yifan heard the answer, he stretched out his hand to open the back door and let Lin Ruifeng in with a small iron kettle outside the door.

Feng Ruoruo heard the opening of the door behind him, and turned his body to look towards the door. Seeing Lin Ruifeng coming in, the little girl said hello with a grin: "Good morning Uncle Xiaolin."

Lin Ruifeng raised his head to see Feng Ruoruo's smiling face, and a smile appeared on his face as well. He smiled and said hello to Feng Ruoruo: "Good morning Ruoruo."

After saying hello to Feng Ruoruo, Lin Ruifeng saw the flour and dough on the cooking table and watched Master make the noodles there. He couldn't help asking: "Master, are you going to make pasta this morning?"

Feng Yifan continued to knead the dough while responding: "Yes, today I plan to make buns for everyone for breakfast."

Lin Ruifeng didn't say much, but stood on the side watching Feng Yifan making noodles. There was a feeling of watching Master cooking, even if it was just making noodles, it was a kind of enjoyment.

Basically mix the noodles evenly and softly, and finally knead it into a smooth dough, put it back in the basin, and cover with plastic wrap to proof it.

Feng Ruoruo next to 　　 saw Dad's movements and raised the little dough in his hands and said, "Dad, there is Ruoruo."

Feng Yifan saw his daughter's little hand holding up the small dough, and smiled and responded, "Okay, dad find Ruoruo a small bowl, and put Ruoruo's dough in it for proofing."

Feng Yifan went to find a small bowl, asked her daughter to put the dough into the small bowl, and helped her daughter to seal it with plastic wrap.

After Lin Ruifeng entered the door, he stood and watched. Seeing the interesting interaction between the father and daughter will make him raise the corners of his mouth unconsciously. He really feels that this scene is very heartwarming, and the father and daughter are full of warmth.

Put the dough in the basin for proofing, Feng Yifan began to prepare the stuffing of the buns At this time, he did not forget to greet the little apprentice Lin Ruifeng: "Xiaolin, don't stand, bring the stuffed Pour out the soy milk, I will teach you how to cook mixed soy milk in a moment."

Lin Ruifeng awakened his mind from watching the warm interaction between the master and the father and daughter, and hurriedly responded to Master’s request and poured out the soy milk he had brought.

Feng Yifan took the chicken out of the chicken soup on the stove, put it in ice water to shower, and disassembled the chicken. Pork, fresh bamboo shoots and vegetables, ham, and finally white sugar and small red beans.

Seeing so many stuffing ingredients, Lin Ruifeng was a little surprised and asked: "Master, what kind of buns are you going to pack? Why do you still use so many ingredients?"

Feng Yifan replied with a smile: "Pork, chicken, and bamboo shoots, this is a three-ding bun."

pointed to the green vegetables again and said, "I am preparing the leaves for jade siu-mai, and the stems can't be wasted. You can make cabbage buns and make a bean paste bun for my little baby Ruoruo."

Feng Ruoruo heard her father making bean paste buns, and the little girl clapped her hands happily: "I want to eat bean paste buns. Ruoruo likes bean paste buns the most."

Lin Ruifeng, who was standing on the side, looked dazed. He didn't expect that Master would do so many kinds of breakfast for a breakfast.

When Feng Yifan was talking, the movements of his hands did not stop. Seeing the apprentice look dumbfounded, he smiled and explained: "These things, but we used to be a must-have category of morning tea, but now the pace of life is fast, young people may not have time to eat like this."

Lin Ruifeng nodded, and stood aside with humility, watching Feng Yifan's every movement seriously.

As for the child Feng Ruoruo, he is by his father's side, and from time to time under his father's guidance, he will help him add some condiments, or bring him something. The little girl is very happy to do these little things.